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Chapter 213 The once virtuous and upright senior disciple of the sect has turned evil! (12)

While he was asking Mo Xuan a question, Feng Lan's eyes were fixed on Luo Yunche, completely ignoring Mo Xuan beside him.

Mo Xuan watched this scene with great interest, as if it had nothing to do with her.

This girl looks incredibly difficult to deal with; she'd like to see how Luo Yunche handles her.

The moment Feng Lan approached, Luo Yunche instinctively leaned back, creating distance between them.

"Junior Sister Feng, just speak, why are you getting so close? And is your throat blocked? Why does your voice sound so strange?"

Luo Junche looked puzzled, like a typical straight man, as if he didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said, but it made Feng Lan's eyes red and look extremely aggrieved.

Looking at her like that, Mo Xuan felt that she was about to cry at any moment.

Mo Xuan glanced at Luo Yunche's profile and raised an eyebrow in surprise.

I never expected Luo Yunche's acting skills to have reached such a superb level. It's a pity he's not an actor.

"Senior Brother, you really are... really..." Feng Lan's lips drooped, and he stomped his foot in grievance, wanting to refute something, but when faced with Luo Junche's innocent expression, he couldn't say anything.

Damn it, Senior Brother wasn't like this before! It must all be because of this woman!

Feng Lan lowered his head, his eyes flashing with a dark light, his expression fierce.

In an instant, she concealed that malice, and when she looked up again, her face had switched to an innocent and harmless expression. The speed of her change of expression amazed Mo Xuan.

Looking at Luo Junche again, his expression didn't change at all; he seemed completely unfazed, as if he had seen it countless times before.

"Ahem, I'm a little excited to see my senior brother finally back. Please don't overthink it."

Feng Lan lowered her eyes, looking both shy and bashful, displaying the demeanor of a young woman. Coupled with her innocent smile, she was the epitome of a pure and innocent girl.

"Big Brother..."

"Big Brother!"

Feng Lan tried to interrupt their interaction, but a louder voice came from the side, drowning out her words.

"Senior Brother has been gone for so long, he must be tired. Why don't you sit under the tree and rest for a while?"

Yin Qiang stepped forward, blocking most of Feng Lan with his body.

He really couldn't stand it anymore. Why did they have to turn this whole training session into a jealous and petty drama? It was definitely not a good thing that she came.

"Cough cough."

Mo Xuan coughed lightly twice, her ear tips turning red.

Suddenly realizing that so many people were watching made me feel quite embarrassed.

She touched her ear and looked at Yin Qiang. Seeing her look away, Luo Yunche was a little annoyed, and the atmosphere around him seemed to drop a few degrees.

Mo Xuan squeezed his hand as a warning, then smiled amicably at Yin Qiang and the group of disciples behind him who were staring intently at him, "Alright, everyone seems quite curious about me, let's sit down and chat slowly."

After saying that, she pulled Luo Junche along, her eyes crinkling with a smile, and walked towards the tree that Yin Qiang had mentioned.

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"I was originally a disciple of Yunlai Peak, but..."

Mo Xuan paused deliberately, a hint of worry on his face.

"well,"

She sighed softly, "Now I am just a rogue cultivator, without any sect or faction. I came to the secret realm this time to try to contract a natal spirit beast. Who would have thought that I would encounter a level four saber-toothed wolf just now? If I hadn't met A-Che, I would probably have lost my life here."

After explaining, Mo Xuan gazed tenderly at Luo Yunche, adopting a dependent, submissive demeanor.

Luo Yunche, cooperating with Mo Xuan, also put on a look of deep affection and lingering fear.

Upon hearing about Mo Xuan's background, the disciples sitting around him couldn't help but show expressions of regret.

The massacre of the Yunlai Peak sect a while ago was so tragic that the entire cultivation world must have heard about it. I never expected to encounter any survivors today.

"You don't need to look at me like that. The cultivation world has always been a dog-eat-dog world, where the strong are respected. I'm already very lucky to have escaped with my life." Mo Xuan smiled slightly, a hint of relief in his eyes.

"Don't you want revenge?" a young male disciple asked.

"I'm too weak." Mo Xuan shook his head. "Right now, all I want to do is cultivate properly. Only when I become stronger will I be qualified to think about revenge."

"That's true." The people around nodded.

"Hmph!" A discordant voice came from the crowd. "A Foundation Establishment cultivator in the early stage, how do you expect to become stronger after losing the sect's resources?" The speaker was Wang Yi, one of the few disciples in this group who had reached the Foundation Establishment stage and could see through Mo Xuan's cultivation level.

Although his words were harsh, they were not without reason.

If independent cultivators could also attain enlightenment, there wouldn't be so many people scrambling to join sects.

Thinking of this, everyone looked at Mo Xuan with complicated expressions, and the atmosphere in the air became somewhat awkward.

Seeing Mo Xuan being rebuked, Feng Lan's mood finally improved a lot. She looked at Mo Xuan in the center of the crowd with a mocking expression, a faint sneer on her lips.

How could such an ordinary woman be worthy of the senior brother!

Luo Yunche knew that Mo Xuan's words were false, and his cultivation level was also fake, but he was still angry.

A bunch of virtual things, what right do they have to look down on her? It's utterly ridiculous.

"Don't worry, once we return to Qingmiao Sect, we will form a pact, and you will have everything I have."

Luo Yunche comforted her with tender eyes.

He then glanced around at the people in the room with a veiled warning.

The cold gaze fell upon them, and everyone felt a chill run down their spines, daring not to say anything more.

After all, Luo Yunche is the top disciple of Qingmiao Sect, and he might be the next sect leader. Even if they don't like him, no one wants to offend him for it.

Even Wang Yi, who had just made sarcastic remarks, fell silent because he was sweating profusely under Luo Yunche's gaze.

Seeing Luo Yunche so protective of a woman of unknown origin, Feng Lan gritted her teeth in anger.

However, if the sect leader and elders knew that their senior brother had found such a Daoist partner, they probably wouldn't let this woman off easily.

Thinking of this, Fenglan finally felt a little more at ease.